Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 My Divorce Compensation

Hearing Gwendolyn’s remark, Maverick frowned. When did I say that I wanted to abandon her? And why would she think so?

Bewilderment deluged him. Just as he was going to chase after her and talk things out, someone clutched at the hem of his suit pants from behind.

On the ground, Natasha lifted her face, looking all piteous.

Sobbing softly, she rationalized, “Mave… I’m sorry. I was just afraid… I was afraid that you would’ve really fallen in love with Gwendolyn in the three years I’ve been away. I was scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore…”

With his brows still creased together, Maverick looked down at her. The instant he glimpsed her slightly swollen cheek, his gaze softened. Ultimately, he reached out and helped her up, his voice turning gentle.

“I’ve said that I’ll give you a status. A divorce was merely a matter of time. This time, you were too impatient.”

Grasping his sleeve, Natasha pouted forlornly. “It was all my fault, but I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I just used the wrong method. Mave… please forgive me!”

Upon receiving no further response from the man, she leaned against him weakly and tentatively bared an expanse of her fair shoulder.

Maverick’s gaze darkened, and he almost instinctively pushed her away.

“Mave!”

The red tinge to Natasha’s eyes deepened a shade, and she fixated her eyes on him resentfully.

is it that Gwendolyn bagged him last night, but I can’t even draw close to him or

“That’s enough.”

eyes a fraction, he studied her with such a look in them that she was as though a

would also resort to such methods and make

she had truly angered

that can’t be crossed.

sorry. I’ve realized my mistakes; it was just a moment of recklessness. I’ll never do it again in the future. Even if it’s only because I once saved you all those years ago,

ago, her bright and determined gaze flashed across

was merely a tiny thing back then, but she stepped out

forget about this matter. However, don’t do it again in the

suffused Natasha. No sooner had she planned to act coquettish with him than he held his hand out to her with his palm

“Hand me the key.”

she made to fib, but Maverick cut her off, saying, “I know Noah

who had worked

had no choice but to hand

you as soon as possible. You must be tired today, so go back to the

to argue, Maverick ordered the driver

cautiously entered the living

ebony eyes on the man, his voice icy. “You have no right to make

“Understood.”

yanked at his tie before taking a puff of his cigarette. Alas, the look in Gwendolyn’s eyes before she left popped into his

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